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Allan  J.  Tremper,  Vice-President 
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(with  the  same  officers)  together  with  the  following  citizens  chosen 
from  Allen  County  outside  the  corporate  city  of  Fort  Wayne. 


Mrs.   Frank  EKilin 
James  E.  Graham 

Gerald  W.  Morsches 

Mrs.  Charles  Reynolds 


FOREWORD 

This  essay  on  the  career  of  Mother  George, 
Civil  War  nurse,  was  originally  published  in  four  in- 
stallments in  Sunday  issues  of  the  Fort  Wayne  JOUR- 
NAL-GAZETTE, on  November  24,  December  1,  8, 
and  15.  Mother  George,  as  she  was  affectionately  de - 
nominated  by  the  soldiers  who  knew  her,  was  defin- 
itely but  mysteriously  connected  with  Fort  Wayne  and 
possibly  with  the  Sion  Bass  family.  Mr.  Hilary  Sad- 
ler, the  author  has  pursued  the  faint  trails  she  has 
left  and  has  assembled  all  available  facts.  The  search 
has  been  long  and  baffling.  The  attainment  of  the 
meager  results  however  is  a  subject  for  high  com- 
mendation. At  long  last  a  colorful  character  has 
been  rescued  from  obscurity;  her  indubitable  merits 
both  humane  and  patriotic  have  been  heralded;  and 
one  more  of  Fort  Wayne's  long  list  of  eminent  men 
and  women  has  been  elevated  to  her  rightful  place  in 
our  hall  of  fame. 

Mr.  Sadler  has  worked  long  and  with  all  avail- 
able media.  He  has  exhausted  all  known  pertinent 
materials.  Unfortunately  it  is  likely  that  nothing  will 
ever  be  added  to  the  story  supplied  by  his  indefatiga- 
ble researches. 

The  original  text  as  published  in  the  Fort 
Wayne  JOURNAL -GAZETTE  has  been  subjected  to 
some  editorial  emendation  in  the  interest  of  brevity; 
some  rhetorical  changes  have  brought  the  text  in 
harmony  with  practices  employed  in  other  publications 
of  this  library. 


Mrs.  Eliza  E.  George,  known  to  Indiana  Civil 
War  soldiers  as  Mother  George,  accompanied  Hoosier 
troops  through  battles  and  skirmishes  for  two  and  a 
half  years  before  falling  victim  to  an  attack  of  typhoid 
fever  at  Wilmington,  North  Carolina.  She  died  just 
one  month  to  the  day  after  Lee's  surrender  at  Appo- 
mattox Courthouse,  Virginia.  Eliza  George  never 
knew  of  her  fame.  It  came  after  her  death,  but  it 
served  to  make  her  name  a  household  word  a  century 
ago. 

Mrs.  George  was  the  first  and  perhaps  the 
only  woman  to  be  interred  in  a  local  cemetery  with 
full  military  honors  ...  a  tribute  which  she  fully 
deserved.  She  was  buried  at  Lindenwood  in  the  family 
plot  of  Fort  Wayne's  other  great  Civil  War  hero,  Col. 
Sion  S.  Bass  who  had  fallen  at  the  Battle  of  Shiloh. 
The  Sanitary  Commission  of  Indiana  erected  a  granite 
monument  to  her  memory.  Today,  this  weathered 
old  shaft  is  the  only  visible  marker  for  her  grave  a 
dozen  yards  away.  Maps  of  Fort  Wayne  in  1874  and 
1895  show  that  a  street  was  named  for  her.  Only  the 
marker  on  the  wall  above  a  paint  store  on  Broadway 
remains  to  recall  her  existence.  "The  Last  Train 
from  Atlanta,  "  by  A. A.  Hoehling,  published  in  1958, 
is  one  of  a  dozen  or  more  historical  works  which  re- 
fers to  Mother  George  from  Fort  Wayne,  Indiana. 
Nothing  else  remains  of  the  fame  of  this  great  lady. 
A  diligent  search  of  newspaper  microfilm  files,  dusty 
old  city  files,  and  church  records,  revealed  only  one 
brief  reference  to  her.  The  records  of  The  First 
Methodist  Church  of  Fort  Wayne,  then  known  as  Berry 
Street  Church,    prove  that  she  was  a  full  member  of 


that  congregation.  A  single  line  entry  states  that 
"Elizabeth  George,  widow,  died  of  the  Great  Fever 
in  North  Carolina. "  The  Lindenwood  burial  records 
refer  to  her  as  "George. " 

The  epitaph  on  Elizabeth  George's  monument 
in  Lindenwood  Cemetery  laconically  indicates  that 
she  was  born  at  Bridport,  Vermont,  October  20,  1808. 
A  search  of  all  clues  furnished  very  few  additional 
facts  on  her  personal  life.  She  was  born  Elizabeth 
Hamilton  and  later  married  a  W.  L.  George. 

The  early  Fort  Wayne  City  Directory  lists 
Mrs.  George  as  residing  on  the  north  side  of  Berry 
Street  between  Barr  and  Lafayette.  There  were  no 
street  numbers  then  in  suburban  areas.  In  1860  the 
census  report  lists: 

Eliza  George --Landlady,   Age  42,   $400 

Belle  George --Housemaid,  Age  21,  Born  New  York 

Jennie  George --Housemaid,  Age  16,  Born  Kentucky 

All  three  were  listed  as  residing  at  the  same 
address,  on  the  north  side  of  Wilt  between  Fulton  and 
Broadway.  There  the  record  ends,  except  that  in  1861 
her  daughter.  Belle,  resided  at  139  W.  Washington. 
It  was  not  until  recent  weeks  that  the  long  forgotten 
will  of  daughter  Belle  disclosed  the  fact  Mrs.  George 
had  a  third  daughter,   Eliza  M. 

These  scanty  records  comprise  all  tangible 
evidence  of  the  life  of  Eliza  George  in  Fort  Wayne 
prior  to  January,  1863.  Then,  more  than  50  years  of 
age,  she  applied  for  acceptance  as  a  nurse  with  the 
Indiana  Agent  of  the  Sanitary  Commission,  a  forerun- 
ner of  the  Army  Nurse  Corps. 

Writing  in  1866,  Frank  More  reported  in  his 
WOMEN  OF  THE  WAR.  that 

.   .   .  sometime  in  January,   1863,  Mr.  Hanna- 


The  Fort  Wayne  street  that  was  the  site  of  Mrs. 
George's  last  home  here,  was  named  for  her  some 
time  after  the  end  of  the  conflict  as  this  picture 
shows.  The  street,  however,  has  long  since  been 
renamed,  and  only  the  meaningless  marker  on  the 
side  of  this  store  remains  as  the  city's  only  recogni- 
tion of  its  greatest  heroine. 


man,  the  General  Military  agent  for  the  State  of  Indi- 
ana, received  a  note  from  correspondents  at  Fort 
"Wayne,  recommending  Mrs.  E.  E.  George  of  their 
city  as  a  lady  well  qualified  to  serve  as  a  hospital 
nurse.  A  few  days  later,  Mrs.  George  called  on  him; 
she  tendered  her  services.  He  could  not  at  that  mo- 
ment assign  her  to  a  field  of  labor,  and  she  went  to 
Chicago,  hoping  to  find  her  services  required  by  the 
Sanitary  Commission.  While  there,  Mr.  Hannaman 
received  advices  from  Memphis,  informing  him  of  a 
great  demand  there  for  care  and  treatment  of  those 
who  were  wounded  at  the  first  assault  on  the  Southern 
defenses  at  Vicksburg.  Hospital  transports  had 
brought  the  wounded  to  Memphis;  a  large  number  of 
nurses  could  find  immediate  employment  there.  He 
telegraphed  at  once  to  Mrs.  George  and  she  presented 
herself  at  the  Sanitary  rooms.  Her  age  constituted  a 
barrier  to  her  emplo)mient;  she  had  reached  that  pe- 
riod in  life  which  suggests  the  quiet  of  the  fireside 
and  the  comforts  of  home,  rather  than  a  rude,  chang- 
ing and  wearing  succession  of  exhausting  toils  and 
midnight  vigils.  This  objection  was  suggested  to  her. 
"True,"  she  replied,  "I  am  old;  but  my  health  is 
good,  and  I  desire  to  do  something  for  those  who  ev- 
ery day  expose  their  lives  for  our  country.  If  unable 
to  go  through  as  much  as  some,  I  will  engage  never 
to  be  at  all  troublesome  or  in  the  way." 


The  opposition  on  technical  grounds  to  Mrs. 
George  collapsed.    She  was  accepted. 

With  those  words  Eliza  George,  54  years  old, 
went  to  war  and  made  nursing  history.  With  a  group 
of  other  Hoosier  women,  Eliza  George  arrived  in 
Memphis,  Tennessee,  in  the  spring  of  1863  and  re- 
mained there  until  the  fall  of  that  year.  Tlie  over- 
worked Army  doctors  and  hard-pressed  staff  officers 
soon  realized  her  value  as  a  nurse.     Her  dedication 


and  the  rising  tide  of  battle  casualties  readily  gained 
for  her  official  permission  to  work  in  every  ward  in 
all  the  hospitals  in  Memphis.  Governor  Morton  of 
Indiana  sent  her  a  special  order  to  inquire  after  and 
care  for  all  the  sick  and  wounded  of  the  Indiana  regi  - 
ments.  She  honored  this  request  without  exception 
to  the  end  of  her  career. 

Officially  little  is  known  of  Eliza  George.  The 
only  remaining  reference  to  her  in  the  files  of  the 
National  Archives  concerns  this  early  period  of  her 
career.  A  hospital  Muster  Roll  card  dated  March 
and  April,  1863,  indicates  that  she  was  attached  as  a 
nurse  on  those  dates  to  the  Union  U.S.A.  Hospital, 
Memphis,  Tennessee. 

Frank  More  in  his  book,  speaks  of  her  indoc- 
trination into  the  horrors  of  war, 


Her  excellent  practical  sense,  and  the  Chris- 
tian meekness  of  her  character  made  her  a  suitable 
person  to  be  invested  with  unusual  authority,  while 
her  age  and  the  elevation  of  her  motives  won  involun- 
tary respect  and  admiration  from  all  those  with  whom 
she  was  connected.  During  the  spring  and  summer 
of  1863  her  labors  In  Memphis  hospitals  were  un- 
ceasing. Early  In  the  fall  of  that  year  she  permitted 
herself  a  short  respite,  visiting  her  friends  in  Fort 
Wayne,  but  in  October  she  returned  to  Memphis. 


Mrs.  George's  compassion  for  the  suffering 
of  the  wounded  and  dying,  earned  for  her  the  title  of 
"Mother."  She  carried  the  name  to  her  grave  and  it 
alone  appears  in  the  inscription  on  the  tombstone 
which  she  shares  with  a  daughter  inLindenwood  Cem- 
etery. 

Only  two  known  letters  from  Mother  George 
remain;  portions  of  several  others  that  have  long 
since  disappeared  are  quoted    in  THE  SOLDIER  OF 


INDIANA  IN  THE  WAR  FOR  THE  UNION  by  Merrill 
and  Company.  One  is  datelined  Memphis,  Tennessee, 
May  18,  1863,  evidently  written  to  her  two  grown 
daughters,  Belle  and  Jennie,  living  at  the  time  in  Fort 
Wayne.  It  reads  in  part,  "My  Dear  Ones  ...  It  would 
make  your  heart  ache  to  go  through  the  long  wards 
and  see  the  pale  faces,  the  sad  and  sorrowful  eyes 
that  follow  your  every  step." 

Returning  from  leave  in  Fort  Wayne  in  Octo- 
ber, 1863,  Mother  George  was  transferred  to  Corinth, 
Mississippi.  Operations  in  the  Western  Theater  now 
began  to  stabilize  and  to  move  from  Vicksburg  to 
Eastern  Tennessee.  She  made  frequent  trips  between 
Memphis  and  Corinth,  a  distance  of  about  80  miles. 
Her  duties  included  the  delivery  from  the  Sanitary 
Commission  of  hospital  supplies  and  comforts  to  the 
men.  The  wagons  in  which  she  rode  with  her  precious 
supplies  were  often  fired  on  by  guerillas  and  squads 
of  Confederate  cavalry;  possibility  of  death  in  the  line 
of  duty  did  not  seem  to  phase  her. 

The  only  two  known  existing  letters  penned  by 
Mother  George  were  written  during  her  stay  here  in 
Corinth.  They  were  brought  to  light  recently  among 
the  effects  of  Alan  T.  Nolan,  Indianapolis  attorney. 
William  J.  Nolan  of  Company  I  of  the  66th  Indiana 
Volunteers  was  the  latter' s  great-grandfather.  Wil- 
liam Nolan  died  on  November  3,  1863,  at  the  Army 
hospital  at  Corinth,  Mississippi;  he  was  buried  in  the 
National  Cemetery  there.  Mother  George  was  his 
nurse.  Although  her  duties  did  not  require  it,  she 
wrote  this  letter  to  Nolan's  widow: 


Mrs.  Nolan --Enclosed  is  $10  which  your  hus- 
band entrusted  to  my  care  to  send  you;  he  is  or  was 
very  sick  when  I  left  Corinth  last  Saturday  but  I  pre- 
sume you  will  get  a  letter  telling  you  all  this  which 
was  written  at  his  request  last  week.     It  is  no  safer 


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This  faded  Muster  Roll  card  is  a  mute  reminder  of 
Mother  George's  first  hospital  assignment  at  Mem- 
phis, Tenn.  The  card  is  the  only  remaining  evidence 
of  her  service  found  in  the  National  Archives,  Wash- 
ington,  D.C. 


to  send  money  by  Express  now  than  it  is  by  mail. 
Your  Husband  thought  I  should  send  it  in  a  letter  if 
you  get  this  write  me  immediately  direct  to  Mrs.  E. 
E.  George  Memphis  Tenn  in  care  of  Dr.  Jobes  Indiana 
Agent  and  I  will  send  you  more  I  return  to  Corinth  to- 
morrow but  the  Dr.  will  forward  me  your  letter. 

My  Dear  Mrs.  Nolan  your  Husband  is  perfectly 
resigned  and  wishes  you  to  remember  God  doeth  all 
things  well  he  is  well  taken  care  of  has  a  good  lady 
nurse  and  I  am  here  to  procure  comforts  for  the  sick 
I  hope  he  may  get  well  but  should  he  not  he  wishes 
you  to  keep  the  family  together  and  not  let  the  boys 
go  into  the  Army  answer  immediately  with  much  love 
for  you  in  your  trials  I  remain  your  friend  .  .  .  Mrs. 
E.  E.  George,   Sanatary  Agent  for  Ind. 


Mrs.  George  had  no  knowledge,  of  course,  that 
Mr.  Nolan  died  the  same  day  her  letter  was  written. 
When  General  Sherman's  Army  left  Corinth  a  few 
days  later  and  moved  up  the  Tennessee  River  to  re- 
inforce Grant  at  Chattanooga,  Mother  George  also  left. 
While  aboard  the  Steamer  Arizona  on  November  25, 
1863,  she  wrote  the  second  letter,  directed  to  Gay, 
Mr.  Nolan's  oldest  son.    It  reads: 


Your  letter  was  handed  me  on  board  the  Ari- 
zona the  morning  I  left  Corinth  &  I  hasten  to  reply 
knowing  the  agony  of  suspense.  I  would  surely  have 
rendered  all  the  assistance  in  my  power  had  I  re- 
mained at  Corinth  as  it  is  can  only  give  you  a  more 
minute  ac't  of  the  last  days  and  wishes  of  your  Dear 
Father.  I  did  not  go  to  Corinth  until  the  last  week  of 
Your  Father's  pilgrimage  found  him  very  sick  and 
desirous  of  conversing  of  home  and  the  things  that 
pertain  to  the  Spirit -Land  Said  he  had  served  his 
country  faithfully  &  laid  down  his  life  in  a  just  and 
good  cause  &  if  the  Lord  Jesus  called  for  him  he  was 


ready  and  willing  to  go.  He  wished  your  Motlier  to 
keep  the  ehildren  togetlier  and  teach  them  to  love  their 
God  and  the  Country  their  Father  had  given  his  life  to 
save.  He  repeated  the  words  "to  save  for  madam,  it 
will  be  saved. " 


And  I  believed  him  too.  He  was  not  suffering 
much,  but  was  wasted  very  much  in  flesh.  He  rec'd 
every  attention  after  we  went  to  the  hospital  and  ap- 
peared to  think  if  we  had  come  sooner  he  would  have 
lived.  Tliere  was  no  female  nurses  there  until  1  went 
and  took  3  ladies  &  a  good  supply  of  Sanatary  Stores 
&  if  there  is  a  man  in  America  opposed  to  Lady  Nurs  - 
es  let  him  be  sick  in  hospital  left  to  the  tender  mer- 
cies of  male  nurses  &  they  half  sick  at  that  &  I  think 
his  prejudices  will  be  removed.  A  woman  that  is 
what  God  made  lier  &  intended  that  should  be  will  be 
a  lady  in  hospital  &  everywhere  else.  I  was  not  with 
your  Father  when  Ins  Spirit  took  its  flight  having  been 
sent  back  to  Memphis  to  get  supplies  for  the  hospital 
lie  fell  asleep  the  night  after  I  left,  I  do  not  know  that 
he  liad  any  keepsake  he  gave  me  his  money  to  send  I 
enclosed  10  dol .  to  your  Mother  as  he  directed  &  will 
send  10  more  from  Cairo. 


I  was  on  the  Arizona  when  I  received  your 
letter  but  I  showed  it  to  the  Doct.  in  charge  and  the 
Gen.  Ward  Master  requesting  as  a  favour  to  myself 
they  would  render  every  assistance  in  their  power 
should  you  send  for  the  Body  which  they  promised.  I 
am  on  my  way  to  Chatinoga  to  help  establish  a  Hos- 
pital posibly  1  may  be  at  Evansville  if  I  do  and  stop 
long  enough  I  will  surely  find  your  Mother.  My  Young 
Friend  I  may  never  see  your  face  but  I  honour  and 
respect  you  for  the  kind  filial  and  affectionate  manner 
you  speak  of  your  Father.  May  God  bles  you  Make 
you  an  honour  to  your  Country  &  your  Name  &  in  a 
coming  day  give  you  a  seat  at  his  right  hand.  Tlie 
boat  rocks   so  I  can  hardly  write,    what  you  can  not 


read  you  must  gues  witii  Respect  I  remain  .  .  .  Your 
Well  Wisher,  Mrs.  E.  E.  George  ...  He  often  spoke 
of  your  Mother  &  remembered  his  children  with  all  of 
a  Father's  love. 


A  final  request  of  Soldier  Nolan  was  passed 
along  to  his  widow,  but  it  is  noticeably  missing  in 
Mother  George's  touching  letter  to  his  son.  Her 
fierce  pride  in  her  work  was  exceeded  only  by  her 
love  for  her  country.  It  would  never  permit  her  to 
suggest  to  young  Gay  Nolan  that  his  Father  desired 
him  never  to  enter  the  Army. 

While  Mother  George  thought  she  was  enroute 
to  Chattanooga  with  Sherman's  troops  late  in  1863, 
she  was  sidetracked  at  Pulaski,  Tennessee,  some  70 
miles  south  of  Nashville.  With  the  assistance  of  Mrs. 
Porter  and  Mrs.  Bickerdyke,  both  well-known  Civil 
War  nurses,  she  opened  a  military  hospital  at  Pulaski 
and  remained  there  several  months.  EXiring  this  pe- 
riod she  made  several  trips  to  Indiana,  not  to  visit, 
but  to  collect  needed  hospital  supplies  and  to  trans- 
port them  to  Pulaski.  She  did  her  best  to  distribute 
promptly  the  stores  of  drugs,  clothing  and  food  when 
they  arrived.  Her  boys  believed  they  could  count  on 
her  even  when  the  military  was  bogged  down  in  red 
tape. 

Her  success  in  slicing  through  military  tape 
is  testified  to  in  this  glowing  tribute  written  by  the 
doctor  in  charge  of  the  Pulaski  hospital  and  printed  in 
the  May  27,  1864,  issue  of  the  Fort  Wayne  DAILY 
GAZETTE . 


Pulaski,  Tenn. 
April  12,   1864 

To  The  Ladies  Soldiers'  Aid  Society 
Fort  Wayne,  Ind. 


I  am  happy  for  the  opportunity  of  bearing  tes- 
timony m  Behalf  of  the  valuable  serviees  of  your  faith- 
ful and  effieient  agent,   Mrs.  E.  E.  George. 

It  was  my  fortune  to  have  charge  of  the  Pulaski 
General  Hospitalm  its  infancy.  During  several  weeks 
of  this  time  more  than  a  hundred  brave  men  pros- 
trated by  disease  and  wounds  were  without  change  of 
beds  or  bed  clothes  in  which  deplorable  condition 
several  died.  But  for  the  appearance  of  Mrs.  George 
and  her  sanitary  stores,  I  know  not  how  long  this  dis- 
tress must  have  continued  .  Stores  tliat  she  had  guard- 
ed through  an  entire  week  (God  bless  her  brave  moth- 
erly heart)  of  inclement  December  weather  during 
their  tedious  passage  from  Nashville,  but  I  do  know 
tliat  her  arrival  wrought  a  Christian  miracle- -that 
scores  of  languishing  soldiers  were  suddenly  purified 
and  clad  in  garments  of  sufficient  elegance  and  great 
comfort. 

Furthermore  I  know  that  her  Sanitary  delica- 
cies for  the  sick  man's  palate  have  proved  of  great 
benefit  and  those  who  were  laboring  under  extreme 
physical  prostration  have  had  at  times  only  Mrs. 
George  to  look  to  for  such  stimulants  as  were  neces- 
sary to  hold  soul  and  body  together. 

Now,  while  1  acknowledge  the  valuable  and 
timely  relief  from  your  worthy  agent  I  am  not  unmind- 
ful of  the  labors  and  generous  contributions  from  the 
devoted  and  patriotic  ladies  of  chivalrous  Indiana  and 
more  especially  of  such  of  them  as  compose  thehuman 
society  I  have  now  the  pleasure  to  address,  and  whose 
humble  servant  I  have  the  honor  to  be. 

Wm.  Flearry 
Surgeon  12th  Illinois 


In  June  of  1864  Mother  George  was  on  the  move 
again.     A  letter  written  to  her  friends  in  Fort  Wayne 


appeared  in  the  June  10,  1864,  issue  of  the  DAILY 
GAZETTE .  Her  vivid  word  picture  of  the  horrors  of 
war  displays  not  only  the  compassion  that  made  her 
one  of  this  country's  great  heroines,  but  also  illus- 
trates the  fact  that  she  was  a  better  than  average  war 
correspondent. 


Chattanooga, 
lune  1,    1864 

Ed.  Gazette  I  left  Huntsville,  Alabama  on  the 
8th  of  May,  about  12  o'clock  at  night -dark  as  dark 
nights  can  be.  Within  three  miles  of  Stevenson  we 
were  fired  into  by  the  guerrillas  and  our  engineer 
badly  wounded  .  .  .  Fortunately  we  had  two  engineer 
on  the  train  proceeded  with  safety  to  this  place.  I 
stopped  at  the  room  of  the  US  Commission  where  I 
received  every  attention  in  their  power  to  render. 

Mr.  Turner,  our  agent  here  procured  an  am- 
bulance and  Col.  Taylor  of  Ohio  was  my  escort  to  the 
hospital.  I  found  want  existing  everywhere --want  that 
could  be  alleviated  by  proper  attention. 

On  Monday  morning  at  7  o'clock  in  company 
with  Mrs.  Horner  and  our  state  agent  I  started  in  the 
hospital  train  for  Kingston,  Georgia  after  a  load  of 
wounded.  Kingston  is  some  75  or  80  miles  from  this 
place. 

We  arrived  in  time  to  witness  one  of  the  sad- 
dest sights  I  ever  witnessed.  An  ambulance  train 
brought  in  1200  wounded  men.  A  large  number  were 
slightly  wounded  or  at  least  in  hands  and  feet,  some 
with  two  fingers  carried  away,  some  through  the 
hand,  etc.  There  were  75  with  amputated  legs  and 
arms  some  wounded  in  the  head,  in  feet,  in  every 
form  and  manner.  They  were  of  the  20th  Corps., 
Hooker's  division,  in  which  was  the  27th,  33rd,  85th 
and  70th  regiment.    They  all  suffered  there  full  share. 


Col.  McDougal,  of  the  133rd  New  York  Inft., 
lost  his  right  leg  and  though  suffering  intensely,  was 
enthusiastic  for  his  country,  and  only  regretted  that 
he  could  do  no  more.  A  Captain  Bigelow  of  the  19th 
Michigan,  died  in  the  cars  on  the  way  down  and  three 
more  in  a  dying  condition. 

The  report  from  the  front  was  both  armies  had 
fought  hard  all  day.  (30th)  with  out  any  particular 
advantage  on  either  side,  the  rebels  falling  back  with- 
in their  breast  works  at  night. 

The  rebels  shelled  our  hospital  at  Dallas  and 
wounded  many  the  second  time. 

I  leave  tomorrow  for  Kingston  and  shall  re- 
main there  until  it  ceases  to  be  a  stopping  place  for 
our  wounded.  I  never  more  heartily  blessed  the  Sani- 
tary Commission  than  I  did  last  Monday  night.  Mr. 
Merrit,  our  Relief  Agent  was  here,  and  he  not  only 
did  honor  humanity's  cause  but  to  the  state  he  repre- 
sents. There  is  room  for  men  like  him.  He  is  going 
to  open  a  room  at  Kingston. 

Every  foot  of  country  here  shows  it  is  the  the- 
ater of  war.  I  am  sitting  in  sight  of  Look  Out  Moun- 
tain and  wondering  how  our  people  ever  scaled  its 
summit,  and  for  ages  to  come  it  will  be  a  wonder. 

The  44th  is  here  doing  provost  duty.  Col. 
Aldredge,  who  has  just  left  the  office,  reports  his 
men  healthy  and  in  good  condition.  The  Col.  is  look- 
ing well . 

The  rebels  owe  us  a  spite  and  like  to  express 
it  whenever  they  dare.  They  put  a  torpedo  on  the 
railroad  track  between  Huntsville  and  Stevenson  the 
other  night,  which  was  accidently  exploded  by  an  old 
horse  roaming  around. 

The  hour  has  expired,  and  wishing  to  be  re- 
membered to  all  my  friends,  I  remain  yours  truly, 

Mrs.  E.  E.  George 


With  Mrs.  Porter  and  Mrs.  Bickerdyke,  she 
shared  the  hardships  of  Sherman's  15th  Corps  as  they 
moved  into  Georgia  and  fought  Joe  Johnston's  stub- 
bornly dogged  Confederates  across  the  bloody  miles 
to  Resaca,  Kennesaw  Mountain  and  finally  before  the 
portals  of  Atlanta. 

Through  the  entire  North  Georgia  Campaign 
she  worked  in  the  field  .  .  .  sometimes  at  the  front, 
often  at  night  as  well  as  all  day.  She  tended  the 
wounded  after  the  battles,  bandaging  their  wounds  and 
giving  them  water  to  ease  their  parched  throats.  She 
frequently  worked  to  the  extent  of  her  endurance; 
wrapped  in  a  rough  Army  blanket  she  would  fall  asleep 
under  a  tree  or  a  wagon  only  to  be  awakened  in  a  few 
hours  by  the  pitiful  moans  of  the  suffering  men  around 
her.  Excerpts  from  two  notes  written  at  Marietta, 
Georgia,  shortly  after  the  battle  of  Kennesaw  Moun- 
tain tell  of  the  wearing  effects  of  this  cruel  day  and 
night  pace: 


Our  soldiers  are  becoming  exhausted  physi- 
cally, but  tlieir  spirit  is  stronger  and  more  defiant 
than  ever.  I  am  perfectly  astonished  to  hear  them 
talk,  even  while  they  are  writhing  with  the  pain  of 
crushed  and  amputated  limbs. 

A  letter,  to  her  daughters  in  Fort  "Wa3nie, 
dealt  with  her  deep  spiritual  concern  for  her  home, 
herself  and  her  country.    She  said  in  part: 

Strive  above  all  petty  considerations  to  make 
your  home  happy,  to  make  it  what  it  should  be,  a  holy, 
happy  place.  I  want  you  should  kneel  down  together 
every  night  and  pray  for  your  absent  mother  and  your 
suffering  country. 

The  latter  two  notes,    quoted  in  a  publication 


dated  1869,  undoubtedly  were  polished  with  liberal 
applications  of  literary  liberty.  The  grammar,  the 
punctuation  and  the  spelling  differ  considerably  from 
the  original  notes  written  to  the  Nolan  family. 

As  Joe  Johnston  continued  his  defensive  ma- 
neuvering before  Sherman's  onrushing  troops,  he  re- 
tired into  the  protective  confines  of  Atlanta.  There 
a  dissatisfied  Confederate  high  command  relieved 
him  and  substituted  the  reckless  old  war  horse,  John 
Bell  Hood.  After  a  prolonged  siege,  Atlanta  fell. 
Mother  George  now  became  connected  with  the  15th 
Corps  Hospital.  When  this  Corps  marched  on  Jones - 
boro,  south  of  Atlanta,  Mother  George  at  the  earnest 
request  of  the  men  themselves,  became  the  only 
woman  to  accompany  them . 

Just  four  days  before  the  decisive  Battle  of 
Jonesboro,  Mother  George  penned  her  last  dispatch 
to  the  readers  of  the  DAILY  GAZETTE.  In  this  letter 
she  mentions  several  Fort  Wayne  soldiers  and  proves 
to  be  a  master  of  understatement  as  she  describes 
her  feelings  as  a  shell  exploded  within  seven  yards  of 
where  she  had  been  standing  but  moments  before. 


U.S.  Sanitary  Commission 

Hospital  4th  Division, 

15th  Army  Corps, 

Near  Atlanta,   Aug.   25th,    1864 

Ed .  Gazette  I  want  to  give  you  a  little  idea  of 
where  I  am  and  what  I  am  doing  ere  I  leave  this  beau- 
tiful spot,  which  might  be  termed  a  sylvan  retreat 
were  it  not  for  the  cries  of  distress  and  the  moans  of 
the  dying  which  hourly  assail  my  ears.  I  am  within 
two  miles  of  Atlanta,  have  seen  the  city  a  number  of 
times  from  a  hill  a  short  distance  from  Camp.  The 
hill,  so  densely  shaded  with  forest  trees,  that  we  can- 
not be  seen,    otherwise  we  might  be  shelled  out,  as  it 


is  within  range  of  their  lead  messengers.  Upon  our 
right  is  the  Hospital  of  the  1st  and  2nd  divisions,  a 
little  to  our  left  is  the  hospitals  of  the  16th  and  17th 
Army  Corps,  and  altogether  we  make  a  very  respect- 
able little  city--like  all  other  cities,  we  have  our 
resting  place  for  the  dead;  attached  to  each  division 
is  a  spot  of  ground  (rudely  enclosed)  where  sleep 
those  noble,  brave,  heroic  men  that  have  battled  for 
the  right  and  given  their  lives  to  save  their  country 
from  being  made  a  second  Mexico.  A  board  with  the 
same  rank  and  regiment  marks  each  grave,  and  though 
the  thunder  of  cannon  is  hourly  sounding  in  our  ears, 
it  will  disturb  their  slumbers  no  more.  We  have  but 
22  in  our  hospital  today,  not  including  surgeons  and 
attendants.  We  have  sent  our  sick  and  wounded  to 
Marietta,  preparatory  to  a  move.  I  have  a  tent  very 
well  filled  with  Sanitaries;  it  is  something  of  a  novel- 
ty, being  the  first  and  only  thing  of  the  kind  thus  far 
in  the  front  and  elicits  much  praise  for  Ind.  But  I  am 
not  indebted  to  Indiana  alone  for  my  goods;  the  Chris- 
tian, United  States  and  Western  Commissions  each 
have  supplied  me  liberally,  and  will  continue  to  while 
I  continue  to  give  good  satisfaction  of  a  distributor. 
I  have  been  very  fortunate  in  securing  the  confidence 
of  the  other  Commissions.  It  enables  me  to  distri- 
bute more  generously  and  my  heart  fairly  dances  with 
joy  when  I  get  an  opportunity  to  send  anything  to  the 
men  lying  in  the  rifle  pits.  My  tent  is  far  famed  and 
receives  as  many  customers  as  a  fancy  store  and  I 
hope  my  friends  at  home  will  aid  in  keeping  up  my 
stock  of  goods. 


August  26- -I  shall  finish  this  letter  and  send 
it  if  it  is  in  two  pieces.  Yesterday  I  layed  aside  my 
letter  to  attend  to  supper.  The  order  came  to  move; 
we  ate  our  supper  and  in  30  minutes  were  loaded  up 
and  drove  out  of  the  lines,  drove  about  2  miles.  Some 
of   the  men    complained  of    Dr.    Kates'    selection    of 


ground.  It  was  on  a  hill  directly  opposite,  and  in 
range  of  a  rebel  battery.  The  men  were  ordered  to 
take  the  horses  from  the  ambulances,  but  not  unhar- 
ness them.  I  made  my  bed  in  the  ambulance^  and 
slept  finely --soon  after  daylight  there  came  a  shell 
and  exploded  within  30  yards  of  us --those  who  knew 
the  danger,  expressed  more  fear  than  I  did.  Soon 
came  another  about  10  yards  nearer.  Our  division 
started  without  orders,  and  within  10  minutes  after 
we  left,  came  another  one  that  exploded  within  7  yards 
of  where  we  stood;  we  were  standing  in  the  advance 
line.  Had  we  remained  there  much  longer  we  might 
have  been  hurt,  or  badly  scared  at  least.  We  are 
now  in  a  beautiful  place  awaiting  orders,  have  not 
unloaded  or  pitched  a  tent.  I  am  sitting  in  the  am- 
bulance writing;  have  just  eaten  my  dinner,  am  suf- 
fering more  from  a  heated  atmosphere  today  than  any 
other  dav  this  summer. 


If  the  rebels  do  not  conclude  to  quietly  evacu- 
ate Atlanta  today  or  tonight  we  may  possibly  take  a 
little  trip  South.  Should  we  get  along  well,  so  that  my 
services  could  be  dispensed  with,  don't  you  think  it 
would  be  a  good  idea  for  me  to  attend  the  Fair?  Dr. 
Moore  tells  me  that  if  I  get  this  letter  mailed  for 
many  days  I  shall  be  indebted  to  some  carrier  for  it. 
We  have  cut  loose  from  all  communication  North,  and 
it  may  be  days,  or  weeks  before  we  will  again  be 
within  reach  of  postal  communications.  If  I  am  taken 
prisoner  I  must  abide  my  time.  The  little  good  I  have 
enabled  to  do  today,  has  more  than  paid  me  for  the 
risk.  Major  Baldwin,  Captain  Nelson,  George  A. 
Craw  and  Captain  Farran  were  to  see  me  yesterday. 
The  men  are  all  well  but  wearied.  This  has  been  a 
long,  hard  campaign,  and  our  troops  are  all  wearied 
physically,  but  the  spirit  is  strong,  the  convictions 
of  right  and  duty  as  firm  as  ever.  If  the  defenders 
of  our  flag  and  national  honor  were  not  classed  with 


felons  and  denied  the  right  of  citizenship  our  pending 
elections  would  be  all  right. 

August  29 --It  would  be  contraband  to  tell  you 
where  I  am,  but  I  am  in  the  midst  of  war  30  miles 
from  a  place  of  acknowledged  safety.  It  will  doubt- 
less be  many  days  ere  I  can  hear  from  home  again. 
We  are  where  there  are  but  two  ways  to  settle  the 
question,  success  in  battle  or  a  foot  race.  Our  troops 
have  thus  far  been  successful  in  all  they  have  under- 
taken. I  humbly  pray  the  God  of  Hosts  they  may  con- 
tinue to  be --military  men  pronounce  this  one  of  the 
greatest  movements  of  the  day.  I  am  pained  to  learn 
the  state  of  things  at  home  and  Indianapolis.  Is  it 
possible  that  our  country  is  to  be  bartered  cheaper 
than  Esau  sold  his  birthright?  I  have  a  chance  to  send 
this  to  headquarters  and  must  close.  My  health  is 
good. 

Mrs.  E.  E.  George 


The  Indianapolis  NEWS  of  February  6,  1901, 
relates  two  stories  about  Mother  George  that  are 
typical  of  her  devotion  to  duty  and  great  feeling  for 
the  men  whom  she  tended.    The  NEWS  relates: 


On  one  occasion  she  sat  for  20  hours  holding 
a  wounded  soldier  in  her  arms  and  applying  ice  to 
stop  the  flow  of  blood  from  a  wound.  There  was  no- 
body to  relieve  her,  but  once  or  twice  when  relief 
was  made  available,  the  soldier  begged  so  hard  for 
her  to  stay  that  she  forgot  her  own  weariness  and  ap- 
plied the  ice  again. 

On  another  occasion  when  the  shells  were  fall- 
ing in  and  around  the  hospital  tent,  she  lifted  the 
wounded,  one  after  another  and  carried  them  in  her 
arms  to  a  place  of  greater  safety. 


^'^Mm^^^^^ 


This  weathered  granite  shaft  was  erected  to  the  mem- 
ory of  Mother  George  and  her  service  to  humanity  by 
the  Indiana  Sanitary  Commission  in  1865.  It  stands 
in  a  triangular  plot  across  the  road  from  her  virtually 
unmarked  grave  in  Lindenwood . 


In  spite  of  her  tenderness  with  the  men,  she 
could  really  get  tough  with  the  brass  when  the  treat- 
ment of  "her  boys"  was  at  stake.  The  Indianapolis 
NEWS  reports, 


On  still  another  occasion,  she  found  a  soldier 
suffering  intense  torture  because  the  surgeon,  in 
dressing  his  wound,  had  drawn  the  ligatures  too  tight. 
She  went  in  search  of  the  surgeon  and  found  him 
asleep.  Awakening  him,  she  told  the  story  of  the 
ligatures  and  the  suffering  soldier.  He  refused  to 
loosen  them  and  turned  over  to  go  to  sleep  again. 
This  fired  Mrs.  George,  and  she  denounced  him  for 
his  heartlessness  and  declared  she  would  take  it  on 
herself  to  change  the  bandages.  He  told  her  that  if 
she  did  he  would  have  her  turned  away  from  the  hos- 
pital. She  defied  him  and  loosened  the  bandages  and 
the  soldier  soon  fell  into  a  peaceful  sleep. 

The  next  morning  there  was  open  war  between 
her  and  the  surgeon,  but  she  so  strongly  appealed  to 
the  Medical  Director  that  the  surgeon  was  dismissed 
and  ordered  out  of  camp. 


In  the  fall  of  1864  Sherman's  army  returned 
from  Jonesboro  to  Atlanta.  After  burning  Atlanta  he 
began  his  march  to  Savannah  and  the  sea  on  November 
15.  Mother  George,  in  need  of  a  brief  period  of  rest, 
then  took  leave  of  the  victory-flushed  troops  and  re- 
turned to  Fort  "Wayne.  The  tempting  comforts  of 
home  did  not  long  contain  her,  however;  she  soon  re- 
turned to  the  fatigue  and  hardships  of  army  life  at 
Nashville,  Tennessee.  Arriving  here,  enroute  to 
rejoin  her  old  comrades  at  Atlanta,  she  found  that 
Sherman's  Corps  had  resumed  their  march  through 
Georgia.  As  Sherman's  forces  abandoned  their  sup- 
ply line  and  began  to  live  off  the  land,  communications 
with   his   headquarters   had    been    severed.     Mother 


George  therefore  spent  the  winter  of  1864-65  at  Nash- 
ville. EXiring  the  siege  of  that  city  by  General  J.  B. 
Hood,  the  defeated  Confederate  general  from  Atlanta, 
Mother  George  and  two  other  ladies  opened  a  Hospi- 
tal. They  tended  those  who  were  wounded  not  only 
during  the  siege,  but  also  from  the  subsequent  battle 
that  saw  the  rout  of  the  Confederate  army  which  fled 
across  the  Tennessee  River. 

Eliza  George  then  composed  the  last  letter 
that  research  has  been  able  to  disclose.  Dated  Nash- 
ville, Tennessee,  December  8,   1864,  it  read: 


The  wind  is  whistling  round  the  house,  the 
cannon  booming  in  the  distance  and  my  heart  is  ach- 
ing for  the  houseless,  homeless,  destitute  women 
whose  husbands  are  in  the  Union  Army,  fighting  for 
their  country's  life.  Oh,  my  children,  turn  your 
thoughts  away  from  every  vain  and  superficial  wish, 
that  you  may  have  at  least  a  mite  to  give  to  the  needy. 
Suffering  is  no  name  to  apply  to  the  many  I  see  des- 
titute of  home  and  place  to  lay  their  head.  You  know 
how  like  a  cool  draught  of  water  to  a  thirsty  soul,  is 
a  letter  to  me  from  home;  and  you  know  I  would  write 
if  I  could,  but  my  time  is  not  my  own. 


When  the  report  reached  her  that  Sherman  was 
in  Savannah,  Mother  George  became  eager  to  return 
to  the  troops.  She  reported  to  the  agent  of  the  Sani- 
tary Commission  at  Indianapolis.  Thereafter  she  re- 
turned to  Fort  Wayne  for  a  few  days  to  await  a  new 
assignment.  She  now  learned  that  Agents  of  the  Indi- 
ana Sanitary  Commission  were  about  to  leave  New 
York  City  for  Savannah;  she  departed  immediately  to 
join  them.  By  an  oversight,  however,  transportation 
and  a  pass  were  not  provided  for  Mother  George  and 
the  other  agents  sailed  without  her. 

Without  a  pass  it  was  impossible  to  procure 


transportation  or  to  pierce  the  Confederate  lines. 
Eliza  George  went  to  Washington,  D.  C.  hoping  to  get 
a  pass.  While  waiting  for  the  War  Department  to 
fumble  through  the  red  tape  and  make  out  her  papers, 
she  called  on  Dorothy  Dix,  Civilian  figurehead  of  the 
yet  unorganized  Army  Nurse  Corps.  Mrs.  Dix  urged 
Mother  George  to  go  to  Wilmington,  North  Carolina, 
where  nursing  help  was  desperately  needed.  Wil- 
mington had  just  fallen  before  Union  forces;  civilian 
and  military  suffering  was  intense. 

The  troops  from  her  own  Hoosier  state  were 
always  her  prime  concern.  She  feared  that  witli  Mrs. 
Dix,  she  would  lose  her  identity  as  a  representative 
of  Indiana.  Therefore  she  hesitated  to  accept  the  new 
assignment,  but  not  for  long.  The  authorities  granted 
the  elderly  Hoosier' s  condition  that  she  be  allowed  to 
devote  herself  especially  to  such  Indiana  volunteers 
as  she  might  find  at  Wilmington.  Simultaneously  with 
Mother  George's  arrival  at  Wilmington,  11,000  Union 
prisoners  were  transferred  thither  from  the  stockade 
at  Salisbury.  Their  condition  was  deplorable.  "Two 
thousand  of  them  had  not  a  whole  garment  upon  their 
bodies;  200  had  lost  their  feet  by  frost."  Mother 
George  now  devoted  herself  completely  to  these  suf- 
ferers. 

Mother  George  literally  worked  herself  to 
death  to  provide  some  degree  of  comfort  for  these 
liberated  P.O.W.'s.  Through  long  daylight  hours  she 
supervised  the  manufacture  of  clothing.  At  night  she 
nursed  the  sufferers  in  the  long  rows  of  hospital  tents. 
Such  exertions  would  exact  their  toll  in  a  hurry,  even 
in  a  much  younger  person.  For  more  than  2  years 
she  had  taken  only  brief  periods  of  rest.  She  had  little 
resistance  to  ward  off  an  attack  of  the  typhoid  fever 
which  raged  among  the  troops  she  was  tending.  Sud- 
denly her  system  gave  way.  The  Indiana  Sanitary 
Commission,     on    receiving    the    news,     immediately 


sent  Dr.  William  H.  Wi shard  to  her  relief.  For  a 
brief  period  she  improved  and  preparations  were 
made  to  return  her  to  Fort  Wayne.  She  died,  how- 
ever, before  these  preparations  could  be  completed, 
on  May  9,  1865.  Her  remains  were  returned  to  Fort 
Wayne  and  on  May  16,  1865,  interred  with  military 
honors  in  Lindenwood  Cemetery. 

On  December  30  of  the  same  year,  the  Linden - 
wood  Board  on  the  petition  of  Sol  D.  Bayless  granted 
permission  for  the  Indiana  Sanitary  Commission  and 
the  Ladies  Aid  Society  of  Fort  Wayne  to  erect  a  mon- 
ument to  Mrs.  E.  E.  George  on  their  grounds.  The 
inscription  on  the  granite  shaft  which  still  stands  to- 
day reads: 

Mrs.  Eliza  E.  George 
Born  Oct.  20,   1808  at 
Bridport,  Vt.    Died  at 
Wilmington,  N.  C. 
May  9,   1865 

.   .   .  after  faithfully  aiding  with  her 
friendly  hands  and  cheering  with  her 
Christian  voice  the  sick  and  wounded 
of  our  Army  on  the  march,  battlefields 
and  in  the  hospitals  over  3  years,  the 
heroine  fell  at  her  post,  honored  and 
loved  by  all  that  knew  her . 

Mother  George  stands  in  the  first  rank  in  the 
long  list  of  persons  eminent  in  Fort  Wayne's  long 
history.  Her  career  of  service  to  her  country  is  a 
matter  of  record,  but  the  half  century  of  her  life  prior 
to  that  time  is  shrouded  in  mystery. 

At  the  time  of  her  death.  Mother  George  was 
a  patriotic,  devout  widow,  the  loving  mother  of  three 
grown  daughters.   From  the  facts  available  today,  the 


story  all  but  ends  here. 

Mrs.  George  was  interred  in  Lindenwood 
Cemetery  in  the  Sion  Bass  family  plot  as  are  two  of 
her  daughters.  The  only  marker  today  for  Mother 
George's  last  resting  place  is  the  Sanitary  Commis- 
sion Monument  across  the  road.  In  1909  her  daugh- 
ter, Belle,  who  had  married  into  the  Bayless  family, 
died,  was  cremated  and  her  ashes  interred  in  her 
mother's  grave.  The  marker  now  reads  Belle  G. 
Bayless,  but  if  you  look  closely  at  the  top  of  it,  you 
can  just  make  out  the  inscription,  "Our  Mother 
George. " 

Next  to  that  joint  grave  is  that  of  Mary  Ham- 
ilton who  died  in  1856,  but  more  important  to  this 
story  is  the  fact  that  she  was  born  in  Middlebury, 
Vermont,  in  1783,  just  a  few  miles  from  Mrs. 
George's  birthplace  in  Bridport. 

It  was  the  will  and  death  certificate  of  Belle 
Bayless,  discovered  recently  in  the  St.  Joseph,  Mich- 
igan County  Courthouse  that  has  shed  the  most  light 
on  the  mysterious  private  life  of  Eliza  George.  It 
settled  for  all  time  the  reason  why  Mrs.  George  and 
two  of  her  daughters  were  buried  in  the  Sion  Bass 
family  plot,  by  revealing  the  existence  of  a  third 
daughter,  Eliza  M. ,  who  married  Colonel  Bass.  Mrs. 
Bass  (ne  George)  was  born  April  18,  1834,  in  New 
York.  Although  the  actual  marriage  record  could  not 
be  located,  there  seems  to  be  no  doubt  that  it  was  she 
and  not  Eliza  Bayless,  as  was  long  believed,  that  was 
the  wife  of  Colonel  Bass  when  he  left  to  give  his  life 
in  the  War  Between  the  States.  According  to  faint  old 
records  located  at  the  Trinity  Episcopal  Church,  the 
Widow  Bass  remarried,  this  time  toW.  W.  Burritt, 
on  May  26,  1868,  six  years  after  Colonel  Bass  was 
mortally  wounded  at  Shiloh.  The  ceremony  was  per- 
formed in  the  Bass  parlour  at  9p.m.  on  that  date  by 
the    Rev.    Joseph   S.    Lange,    the   inscription    reads. 


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This  stone,  located  in  the  Lindenwood  plot  of  her 
famous  son-in-law,  Sion  Bass,  is  the  only  marker  for 
the  final  resting  place  of  Mother  George.  Only  a 
search  of  the  cemetery  records  disclosed  the  fact  the 
ashes  of  Belle  Bayless  had  been  interred  in  her  moth- 
er's (Mrs.  George)  grave.  Careful  examination  of 
the  top  of  this  stone  discloses  the  weathered  words, 
"Our  Mother  George."  A  century  later,  these  barely 
visible  words,  still  bring  a  thrill  to  the  hearts  of  the 
very  few  who  know  the  legend  of  Fort  Wa3me's  great- 
est heroine. 


History  fails  to  record  the  fate  of  Mr.  Burritt,  but 
Eliza  M.  Bass,  as  her  death  certificate  reads,  died 
February  13,  1914,  in  Sioux  City,  Iowa,  where  she 
had  been  living  with  a  daughter,  Mrs.  Georgia  Black. 

What  strange  twist  of  fate  held  the  George 
sisters  together  even  after  their  marriage  will  prob- 
ably never  be  known.  It  is  a  fact,  however,  that 
sometime  after  the  end  of  the  Civil  War,  each  of  them 
left  Fort  Wayne.  Mrs.  Belle  Bayless,  Mrs.  Jane 
(Jennie)  M.  Jones  and  Mrs.  Eliza  M.  Bass  in  Septem- 
ber of  1906  were  all  living  in  Benton  Harbor,  Mich. 

The  private  life  of  Fort  Wayne's  great  Civil 
War  heroine  will  remain  forever  a  mystery,  but  the 
scanty  facts  that  are  available  might  lead  to  a  con- 
clusion like  this:  (1)  That  Mary  Hamilton  was  the 
mother  of  Eliza  George.  (2)  That  Eliza  and  W.  L. 
George  married  in  the  east,  moving  to  New  York 
State  and  eventually  to  Kentucky.  (3) That  Mary  Ham- 
ilton, Eliza  George  and  her  three  daughters  came  to 
Fort  Wayne  prior  to  1856  and  that  Mary  was  nurse- 
maid or  "Nanny"  to  the  growing  young  Sion  Bass  fam- 
ily. (4)  That  on  the  death  of  Mary  Hamilton,  Eliza 
took  over  the  job,  holding  it  until  her  departure  for 
the  wars  exactly  one  year  after  the  death  of  Sion  Bass. 
Beyond  these  conclusions,  the  facts  are  too  sketchy 
even  for  conjecture. 

Perhaps  some  day,  the  true  story  of  the  entire 
life  of  Eliza  George,  Fort  Wayne's  greatest  heroine, 
will  be  known. 


HECKMAN       |±| 
BINDERY  INC.        |§| 

JUN95 

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